Team Pink Eye Project: Here Is My Why

Welcome to my Team Pink Eye post!

So sorry to disappoint, but you aren’t going to find makeup here. This is a sock blog and today I’m going to show you my Breast Cancer Awareness socks. Jackpot, right?

But first I wanted to take a moment to share why I’m posting this. As you may or may not know I am one of the co-founders of the Team Pink Eye Project, along with Rebecca Storevik. There are a few reasons why I decided to start this, ranging from wanting to give back to having immersed myself (albeit accidentally) in so much negativity on my other blog for so long I just wanted to do something positive for once.

But the main reason is this. At some point in my life there is a very good chance I will have to fight breast cancer. My mother recently beat stage 3b breast cancer, my grandmother (who I never had the honor of meeting and whose name I carry on) had breast cancer and ultimately lost her battle when it metastasized, two of my aunts had it, as did my cousin. Those aren’t great odds, genetically speaking, so I feel it’s my duty to not only honor these brave women but also proactively address a fight it looks like I’ll be conscripted into fighting myself.  So much for altruism.

My Cousin Nina

There are many stories I could share today but I want to tell you about my cousin, Nina. Nina was gorgeous, vivacious and whip smart. We essentially grew up together as her mother watched both me and my sister on the weekends while my mother worked. She was a few years younger than me and we were close growing up. Time plays havoc though, and as we grew older we grew apart.

Nina was in her early 20s when she found a lump in her breast. She went to the doctors who tried to assuage her fears by telling her someone so young simply didn’t get breast cancer. The doctors were wrong.

With a combination of regular medical treatment as well as alternative therapy Nina was eventually declared cancerfree. She continued on, raising a child and eventually getting married.

In early 2005 Nina discovered she was pregnant. We were all overjoyed. Babies are awesome and any baby of Nina’s doubly so because she was amazing. Around the time of this news there was a more sobering discovery: another lump.

Testing ensued and we all hoped for the best. Unfortunately the news was not what we had hoped. The breast cancer had recurred. Life is funny that way sometimes (not ‘ha ha funny’, more like ‘the deity of your choice is laughing at your Gordian Knot funny’). There you are, living your life, when all of a sudden you are faced with the most terrible choices.

The doctors were very clear. Without immediate treatment there was a good chance Nina would die. The treatment, however, could do harm to her unborn child. Nina chose to forgo treatment.

Nina had a beautiful and healthy baby girl later that year.  She began treatment shortly thereafter, a kind of Hail Mary pass to see if there was a chance.

We lost Nina in September of 2005. She was 24 years old.

Writing this brings it all back. The sacrifice, the pain, the sheer ‘why’ of it all. I think about Nina often and hope that if I were faced with a situation I could be half as courageous as she was.

Her mother told me that one of the last things she said was a message for me, my sister, and her sister. She begged us to do self exams and to question doctors who wanted to dismiss us because of our age.

I do my monthly exams, as well as my yearly Well Woman visits, and today, in the spirit of Nina, I am here to ask you to do the same. It only takes a few minutes a month but it’s the best few minutes you’ll ever spend. Take care of yourself. Be healthy. Be well. Fight. Survive. But mostly, be vigilant. Do it so a story like this never has to be written again.

Please take a moment to check out the other Team Pink Eye participants and donate to Susan G. Komen Passionately Pink for the Cure enter some awesome giveaways.


We’re All Mad Here

I am a bad blogger and, even worse, a bad sock wearer. I have been looking for another job as of late and job interviews do not lend to interesting leg wear. Black trouser socks are way more boring than they sound. I promise to be better. I have two road trips coming up this week, which will give me a chance to *finally* (and incredibly belatedly) show off the Holy Grail Socks and be effusive to the point of being rabid about Artisan Socks who procured them for me.

Today I took my socks on an adventure. I’ve purchased quite a few lately so it was hard to choose. Since I’ve been going a bit stir crazy I decided the busier the better. That’s how the Poker Suit Acrylic Knee Highs ended up alternately at the mall, at a pub, at CVS, and on a street that is infamous for an urban legend. No worries. I didn’t photograph them at all those places. CVS frowns on sock photography apparently.

These socks were incredibly comfortable. I had expected with the design they would bind but I had absolutely no issues. They stayed up comfortably and are very vibrant.

At The Mall

Let's Go To The Mall...TODAY!

Curiouser And Curiouser

A Singular View

These very much reminded me of Alice in Wonderland so I also wore my Untamed Menagerie Curiouser and Curiouser necklace.

I finished the look with Morgana Cryptoria lip balm in Countess Bathory.  I do love a good red lip.

As for the adventure it was fun. My very favorite part was a quick stop at Carey Place. I had been telling some non-Okie friends about the place and the ‘Hatchet House’ but couldn’t for the life of me find any pictures online. Well, now there will be some.

A quick overview of this urban legend as it was told to me. Carey was supposedly a young neighborhood girl who was kidnapped from Gatewood Elementary, which lies at the very end of Carey Place the street. She lived on Carey Place in a house with plain shutters. Carey was killed by a maniac with a hatchet and then  drug up her own driveway and left on the front porch. The next morning her parents found her and mysteriously hatchets had been carved in all the shutters. The scene was so bloody they could not clean it up, so they painted the porch and the driveway red.

There is absolutely no evidence that this ever happened, but yet the house is there and Carey Place as a neighborhood is very odd. It’s a narrow street which can only accommodate one vehicle. It’s eerily quite and the vibe there doesn’t match the surrounding area. It’s a favorite place for people all over the city to go Trick or Treat during Halloween.  You can see the neighborhood here and almost feel the 70’s horror vibe through the jpeg.

Here are a few quick shots of the ‘Hatchet House’.

And now that I’ve thoroughly creeped you out I’ll give you this. Proof that my socks are better than your socks. My socks inspired an eye shadow. It’s called Danger Sox and it’s by Evil Shades and it’s red and I love it.

Danger Sox!!!

My socks? Better than yours.

Poker Suit Acrylic Knee High by Leg Avenue purchased at Sock Dreams.

Phoever Plaid

I recently went on a nice Sunday visit to the Asian District to eat some of the best Pho in the universe. Pho is a Vietnamese noodle soup that comes in several different varieties. It has a steaming broth that actually cooks the meat as it sits on your table. It generally comes with a plate of seasonings, including things like lime, basil, bean sprouts and jalapenos. I’ve been feeling really under the weather lately and I’m convinced Pho cures everything from PMS to acne to frizzy hair so I was totally down to nom some.

For my excursion I wore my Plaid Knee High Trouser Socks. I adore trouser socks because they have a tendency to stay up and not be binding at all. Unfortunately I went to the site I know I bought them from and they are not listed. Guess I’ll have to bust these out only on special occasions now. Sad, because these socks are great. not only do I love the pattern they are light enough to wear in the 100+ degree weather we’ve been stuck with lately.

We went to Pho Lien Hua which serves the most amazing Pho. It’s fast and it’s very affordable. If you’re ever in Oklahoma Pretty I highly recommend it.

From The Side

A Singular View


Tapioca Bubbles Are The Best

Steak and Brisket. Nummy.

Spring Rolls FTW

I like it when my food is interactive

We also stopped off at Pink Swirl where I built the most monster yogurt ever. White chocolate yogurt, chocolate chips, Cocoa Crispies, brownies, all manner of syrups and four Lychee Bubbles.

Whoa Yogurt

At Pink Swirl

All in all an excellent evening.

I hope to resume posting regularly soon. I have many more socks to show, including the incredible tale of how I obtained the Holy Grail of Socks.

Michael Flatley Has Nothing On Me

These socks crack me up.

Like I said previously I have a thing for things that looks like other things. These socks are no exception.  They look like a pair of Irish Dancing Shoes. I had originally planned to wear these with a Blackwatch kilt but I never got around to buying one after I got the socks a few years ago.  For now I just wear them with a plain black pleated skirt.

I actually don’t wear these that often though I like the design. They are very tight on the top and have a tendency to dig in around the knee. Since my ACL replacement surgery I’m a lot less willing to suffer for the sake of socks, at least where pain is concerned (being hot is another matter). Sad, because these are actually very cute and comfortable otherwise. I especially like the wee bow at the top.

A Singular View

Bows Are My Favorite

From The Side

I know I originally purchased these from Sock Dreams but they are no longer on the site. I went through their albums on Facebook and couldn’t locate any information on the manufacturer either.  I checked other sock sites and Google was no help. For now these socks will have to remain a mystery (since I don’t bother keeping tags).

Strictly Prohibited

Sad news in Oklahoma Pretty. The Prohibition Room is closing today.

For those not local The Prohibition Room is a restaurant/bar located in the historic Gold Dome near 23rd and Classen. While I was never what you would call a regular I did enjoy the times I went (most notably after Biting The Apple) so when I had the chance to say goodbye the other night I jumped at it.

I have always loved the Gold Dome. I remember going there with my mom as a child when it was a bank and staring at the ceiling. I read once that due to the unique structure clouds would actually form in the dome but I never saw this myself.

I wore black knee highs with purple tops. I bought them off Ebay and they are from China so I have no idea who made them. They are very comfy though and stay up really well. I didn’t have to pull them up once.

Side View

A Singular View

From the Back

And when I was out and about:

Historic Floor, meet my sock

I'm Coordinated! (A historic counter)

And because I really wish you could see what I saw as a child, the inside of the dome.

Still No Clouds

While it is sad that the Prohibition Room will be no more the dome itself, once scheduled for demolition (We do that here with all the cool stuff), appears to be safe. I hope it is because it is unique and holds worlds of wonder and should be preserved.

I’m So Gothic I Have No Reflection

I’ve been in hermit mode the last few days, not doing much of anything except watching Breaking Bad and listening to Depeche Mode and The Cure. I wouldn’t say I’m depressed, but I’m certainly harkening back to my teen (and twenties and oh let’s just be honest as much as I claim eighties new wave I’m still an old goth today) goth days.

In an ode to my days of wearing nothing but velvet in 100 plus degree weather I threw on my Vampire Kiss Knee Highs and a black kilt and stepped outside for a few quick shots. Yes, I should have done these at night but I was too busy rocking back and forth in a corner listening to Sisters of Mercy to think of it. 😉

I just want your extra time and your...kiss

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And my teeth stuffed back in my head...(ten points if you get the reference)

I don’t wear these as often as I want to. They fit a bit oddly on me, more binding than most Sock It To Me Socks and it distorts the pattern. It’s a shame because I think they are really cute. I also like that it causes a doubletake when people realize they are not the lips from The Rocky Horror Picture Show (though to be quite honest if you get that pop culture reference my vampire socks shouldn’t cause a doubletake).

I originally bought these back in October, but wore them after Halloween. The guy I used to work with who rated my socks marked me down for that and only gave these a six. I appealed on the grounds that I would wear them year round and not just for Halloween, but he stood firm. I personally give them an eight.

Vampire Kiss Knee Highs by Sock It To Me purchased at Sock Dreams.

A Rose By Any Other Name

I had a job interview on Saturday. That’s weird, I know, and no, it wasn’t for a restaurant. I’m thinking because it is for a high volume business that they wanted as few issues as possible by having seventy people interviewing running through their business during peak times. Or maybe they just wanted to see if we’d all actually show up.

Regardless I pulled myself out of bed, sort of but not really regretting my decision to go out the night before. With job interviews there is a fine line you have to toe. You want to be professional but also give them a sense of who you are as an individual. Since I am fully committed to wearing whatever socks I have when I get the position (well, except for my Badass Knee Highs) it was important to choose something that would meet both the professional and individual points.

I ended up wearing my Roses Knee Highs. They had the perfect balance I was looking for. A soft grey, a pop of color, a feminine yet fun design. They also stay up very well, don’t bind, and the design doesn’t stretch too badly. Overall, I’m very pleased with this choice. The interviewer complimented me on them as well. I don’t think I’ll get the job based solely on my socks (my resume is pretty impressive too) but, well, it couldn’t hurt.

The same shot I always do

Everything's coming up roses

Held out for inspection

A singular view

A rose is a rose





Roses Knee Highs by Sock It To Me purchased at Sock Dreams.